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N presenting the fifth issue of the 
Tattler to the public, the Board 
of Editors wishes to thank the 
advertisers and all others who have 
so kindly contributed to its success. 


Qfljis tHBue of t\^t 2[attlEr ia hthi- 
tntth aa an exprBHBinit nf gratUubc 
to Mrs. QJardE N. (^raues, tuljo 
mabc poBHible tlje liaslitttgtan 
trip of tlje i^Euior Ollasa. 


Leslie H. Packard '27 


Hazel Hathaway '27 Helen Merritt 



Jokes Walter. Utley 


Athletics Richard Merritt 


Alumni Alice M. Nash 



Fred Duplissey 








Senior Class 


Class Day Exercises 


Class Roll 


Class of 1928 


Class of 1929 


Class of 1930 




School Notes 




Alumni Notes 




Class Grinds 






When you put your best into every 
school activity, into every phase of 
school life, you have true school spirit. 
Be a booster, not a knocker. You're 
part of your school. Don't knock your- 
self. There's too much of a tendency 
to groan when teams lose. Familiar 
phrases; "Why didn't you win! I 
could do better than that myself. — He 
can't play! Now Ave '11 lose an,yAvay." 
If you had played with a team and 
done your very best you knoAv hoAv 
you Avould feel. Anybody can be a 
good Avinner, it's the good loser that 

Cooperate Avith your teachers and 
classmates. Be Avilling to help on com- 
mittees for parties, entertainments, etc. 
and make your class parties the best. 
One of the most important things 
which shoAvs your school spirit is 
studying each day's lessons as care- 
fully as you can. If you enter your 
classes Avith a "don't care" attitude, 
your teacher, Avilling as he is, can't 
help you much. Don't be the pupil 
who just "gets b3^" In the end, no- 
body can take from you Avhat you 
knoAV. What you get out of your les- 
sons Avon't help your friends, the teach- 
er or your parents, it Avill help you. 

Helen Merritt '27 


One thing that we all need is Friend- 
ship. We come into this world alone, 
and leave it alone, and the trip between 
is exceedingly rocky. HoAvever, a friend 
Avill help us meet the obstacles of this 
life. It is true that the love of a friend 
sometimes fails us, but it generally 
comforts us in our sorroAv and rejoices 
Avith us in our happiness. 

The friends Ave make in high school 
become dearer and dearer as years roll 
by. SorroAV brings out friends as night 

does the stars and those Avho share our 
griefs and have knoAA-n our fears are 
true friends. As Polonius said in 
"Hamlet" "Those friends thou hast, 
and their adoption tried. Grapple them 
to thy soul Avith hoops of steel." 

Leslie H. Packard '27. 


We OAve it to ourseh^es, to our neigh- 
bors, and the Avorld to be honest. 

It is a recognized fact that honesty 
is the best policy although many do 
not practice it. The man Avho gains 
Avealth and position by dishonesty is 
far from being as happy as the man 
Avho deals honestly Avith his felloAv- 
nien. Sooner or later his life Avill be 
in ruins. No one can be at peace Avith 
himself loioAving he is not giA^ng 
a square deal. People Avill not rely 
upon a man aa'Iio is not Avorthy of their 

If a person is honest he becomes re- 
spected, trusted, and honored. For him 
is happiness deriA^ed from serving 
others by the Golden Rule. 

We must depend upon the truthful- 
ness of our doctors, our lawA^ers and 
our teachers. If Ave cannot believe our 
felloAvmen, our lives are not Avorth Ha^- 


He Avho does not speak the truth Avill 
believe nobody else and his life will be 
one long line of uncertainty. 

Ahvays speak the truth and there 
Avill be no necessity of remembering 
Avhat has been said. What Ave have to 
say of a man let us say before his face 
and not behind his back. This is a 
Avise rule and a safe one. 

Let us be honest to all, serAdng our 
country as honestly as we have tried 
to serA^e Williamsburg High School. 

Hazel HathaAvav '27. 






Baseball (2) (3j (4), Soccer (4), Basketball 

(4), Advertising Committee of Senior 

Play (4). 

He has decided to rnu a ladies' bridge club 
with advance dates guaranteed — and his mar- 
velous line will bring him success. His keen 
interest in athletics and his success as captain 
of baseball have been great assets to the 
"Burgy" A. A. 

"He ufent in search of love and lost himself." 



Basketball (4), Baseball (4), Class Play (4), 

Business Manager Tattler (4), Class 

Prophecy on Prophetess. 

As Jobson in the Senior Play and in class, his 
side remarks and sayings have many times 
brought peals of laughter from us all. He has 
been a model of good fellowship and fun. 

"Lau(/h and the tcorld lanyhs ic-ith i/ou 
Sing and you sing alone:' 


Soccer (1), Basketball (4), Baseball (4). Lin- 
coln Essay Medal (4). 

His favorite song is "Yes. we have some 
bananas." That good-natured sanile and bash- 
ful way, have won us all and, on the athletic 
field — ^well, there 's no one like him. 

"^ Smile rcill go a long, long way.'' 




Vice-President (3), Exeeutiye Committee De- 
bating Society (4), Class Play (4), Secre- 
tary and Treasurer A. A. (4), Basket- 
ball (4), Class Prophecy. 

She has entered into social life whole-heart- 
edly. Her classmates know her better as "the 
demure little girl." Although she is shj" she 
is also winsome. Is she fond of "melons"? 
Ask us ! 

"JSot onlij ijood, hut good for something." 


Executive Committee Debating Society (4), 
Class Play (4). Basketball (4), 

Class Oration. 

The only one of the ten stars in the class 
withont a nickname, yet the brightest of them 

"He rcho xt'orks, zclns." 



Soccer (2) (4). Baseball (3) (4). President A. 
A. (4). Basketball Manager (4). Basket- 
ball Captain (4), Baseball Manager 
(4), Finance Committee Senior 
Play (4). 

Dick's ambition is to weave a AA^ebb in Conn. 
He leaves a vacancy in the Athletic Associa- 
tion which will be hard to fill as he seemed to 
be the "Jack of all trades." 

"To love and be loved:' 



Bas'ketball (1) (4), President A. A. (3) (4), 
Cheer Leader (3) (4), President (4), Sec- 
retary and Treasurer Debating Society 
(4), Class Play (4), Address of 

Her popularity, executive ability and loyal 
efforts have brought the class through a suc- 
cessful year. Who ([uestions her preference 
for Packards"? 

"Good wins and fosfer.t friends." 



President (2), Vice-President (4), Vice-Presi- 
dent Debating Society (4), Class Play 
(4), Editor-in- Chief Tattler (4), 
Basketball (4), Class Will 

We hear he's going to sell the Buick and 
buy a Nash. Does your father know it, Les? 
The suiccess of the Tattler is due in great part 
to his faithful work. 

"Persez'erance hrinys its own reward." 



Baseball (2) (3) (4), Soccer (2), Vice-Presi- 
dent (2), President (3), Basketball (4), 
President Debating Society (4), Class 
Play (4), Secretary of A. A. (4), 
Business Manager of Gleaner 
(4), Farewell Address. 

"Tete" would like to go into the bridge 
business with "Coke." Their Washington ex- 
perience should help. His contribution to the 
Debating Society both as President and as a 
debater has been much appreciated. 

"// at first you don't sticceed, try another." 




Secretary and Treasurer (1) (2) (3) (4), 

Publishinig Manager of Gleaner (4). 

Class History. 

"Doc" is a good sport — quiet and gentle 
but — don't get him laughing. Without his 
untiring efforts our multigraph certainly would 
not have proved so valuable. 

"Aim h'ujh, then beat it." 




President — Alice Nash 

Vice-President — Leslie Packard 

Secretary and Treasurer — 

Irladley Wheeler 


Parents and Friends : 

It gives me great pleasure to wel- 
come you this evening in behalf of the 
graduating class. 

These exercises end our school days 
here. For four years we have been 
waiting for this event. Other years we 
have had a small part in it, but tonight 
it is for us. Indeed, it is with a feel- 
ing of sadness that we prepare to de- 
part from a place .where so many hap- 
py days have been spent in work and 
play and in making life-long friends. 

To you all we owe our present stand- 
ing. Our parents have furnished the 
means for this education, our teachers 
have given it to us and our friends have 
helped us to enjoy it. 

We are proud to bid you welcome 
on this our Class Night. 


Not very long ago, I was visiting a 
friend of mine who is a student in a 
large city high school. He had been 
with our present graduating class some 
four years ago when we were Fresh- 
men. Jn the course of our conversa- 
tion we turned to our high school life, 
which has since proved so successful. 

and to those first few days when, as the 
greenest of pupils, we got organized 
and learned in which room to hang our 
hats. The twenty-three pupils of our 
class first became accustomed to the 
useful advice of Miss Merrifield. 
"Don't run through the halls;" "Keep 
quiet." Next, we met Miss Dunphy 
and her Latin books, Mr. Clough with 
his gentle voice, and Miss Toole who 
taught Ancient History, in which most 
of us met our downfall. 

At the same time, a few of us learned 
of an indisi^ensable requisite to every 
high school course, to wit, discipline. 

In October came that evening of fun 
for everyone, except Freshmen, — the 
Freshman Reception. Before the event, 
there seemed to be no end of terrible 
things that were to happen to us. 
Afterward, however, it was recalled as 
a rather tame aft'air. 

The only other event of special in- 
terest was the commencement exer- 
cises of the class of '24. 

Toward the end of our first year the 
question of going on to graduation be- 
came prominent in the minds of many 
of us. Most of our number were strong 
of heai't, but some said, "I must go out 
and earn a living, therefore I cannot 
gradiiate," and so, for various reasons. 



our elasis was much reduced Avhen the 
second year of high school began. 

With what a different air we entered 
as proud sophomores ! There came into 
our midst a great number of freshmen 
whose greenness can never be described, 
and we determined to assail them just 
as we had been assailed during our pre- 
vious year. 

Our basket ball team that year was 
(|uite successful, composed mostly of 
members of the class of '25. 

Our expectations were high during 
the spring of our sophomore year, for 
we realized that we were only one year 
too young to attend the grandest of all 
dances — the Junior Senior Prom. 

The Debating Society which had been 
established in 1923 had become well 
organized and was already producing 
debaters who may yet show their ability 
in political campaigns. 

Our numbers had greatly decreased 
by the time that we became Juniors 
and those who remained took only 
slight notice of the latest Freshmen 

A Hallowe'en party and a Christmas 
party that year were both very success- 
ful, w^hile the Junior Senior was at- 
tended by most of our class. 

We looked neither to the right nor 
left as with dignified steps we took our 
pl8.ce, last September, for the last lap 
of the journey which would place us 
"Out of School Life and Into Life's 

The basket ball team this year, com- 
posed almost entirely of our own class, 
has been very snceesisful. 

But the greatest success of all, the 
greatest deed of the class, has been our 
Washington Trip, which no class has 
ever undertaken before. 

For twelve years we have stored up 
knowledge and are about to take our 

places among those who ai'e doing use- 
ful things in the -world. Let us con- 
tinue to do useful things, for in the end 
we shall find our reward — Success. 

Hadley Wheeler '27 


It was a warm, sultry afternoon, and 
I had settled m}^ self in the couch ham- 
mock when there came a knock at the 
door, and as I opened it, I saw standing 
in the gloaming a stylishly dressed man 
apparently about thirtj^ years of age. 
Upon his face were deep lines, which 
were soon explained when he informed 

me that he had invented a famous world- 
seeing system of television. As he 

handed me a card which read, "Ronald 
Emriek," I Avondered if he could pos- 
sibly be the "Ronny" of Burgy High, 
and that same mioment he recognized 
me. After exchanging greetings I be- 
came very anxious to have a demon- 
stration of the television. 

As he turned the dial of the instru- 
ment, I could see a large baseball dia- 
mond where there seemed to be an in- 
teresting game going on. The catcher 
I immediately recognized as Dick Mer- 
ritt. He was beginning his fifth suc- 
cessful year as first string catcher for 
the N. Y. Yankees. Last year he broke 
all records for home rum hitting and 
bids fair to do the same this year if he 
does not get too deeply entangled in 
a web. 

Turning the dial a little farther a 
large auto shoAv room came into view. 
What a fine make of car! "That," 
said Ronald, "was invented by Alice 
Nash who named it the "Leslie" which 
some people think will put all other 
makes off the map. ' ' 

Still farther I saw a large brick 
structure towering toward the sky. I 
wondered what enterprising business 



could demand such an immense build- 
ing but through the haze I could just 
read the sign, "Balloons" over the 
main entrance. This mystified me. un- 
til Ronald said it was only the home 
of the hot air balloons for Avhieh Les- 
lie Packard was famous. 

Turning to the far South I saw 
a thickly populated island in the mid- 
dle of which stood a quaint little 
church, and as my vision became clear- 
er T could discern a tall, stern, sedate, 
pastor who had attained his life long 
ambition of teaching the natives of the 
South Sea Islands to love one another. 
I at once recognized Fred Duplissey for 
in some ways he hadn't changed a bit. 
. Another turn of the dial and I saw 
walking along the edge of a heavy for- 
est a tall light-haired fellow whose 
dress and appearance Avas that of a 
lonesome hermit. Ronald said, "I know 
you wouldn't recognize him, so I'll tell 
you that that is Laurence Coogan, who 
has decided that women are too 
changeable for him. Since he has 
decided to settle down and get along 
without them, he has grown two feet 

The greatest surprise of all came 
when I turned the dial to the AVest and 
there appeared a tall, slim, dark haired, 
girl who Avas addressing an audience 
on how to make a graceful dive. I 
could not remem.ber ever having 
seen her before. Then like a flash ! 
"Why that's Helen ]\Ierritt," I cried. 
"Only the Merritt is Smith now," cor- 
rected Ronald, "and all those kiddies 
in the front roAv are little Smiths. 
Well, anyway, Helen had succeeded in 
finding her Chrisfo Columbus Ebeneza 
Jackson Jonsing, hadn't she? 

Still another turn and there, sitting 
at the teacher's desk, Avas Robert 
Tetro. He Avas teaching Latin in a 

Chinese deaf and dumb school. I Avas 
not very much surprised because I re- 
membered that in Burgy High he al- 
Avays liked Latin very much. Many 
times he even remained after school 
Avith Miss Dunphy for extra help. 

A last turn, and there I saAv Hadley 
Wheeler, the OAvner and manager of the 
Metropolitan Printing Company of 
NcAv York. His hours of hard labor 
on the Multigraph at W. H. S. had 
started him on his successful career, in 
the printing business. 

What a wonderful success the tele- 
Adsion instrument Avas ! I immediately 
made out a cheek for one so that hence- 
forth I might keep in touch Avith my 
dear old class mates of Williamsburg 
High School. 

Hazel Hathaway '27 


After graduating from W. H. S. 1 
decided to join the marines to build up 
my health. 

I had to serve for a term of four 
years during Avhieli I heard little from 
home. I Avas stationed on one of the 
smaller Virgin Islands. I never left 
the island for three years. 

While traA^eling to NeAV York. Avhere 
I Avas going to spend a Aveek or tAvo, I 
thought hoAv happy I should be if I 
could only meet my old classmates in 
the city and liaA'e such a good time as 
Ave had there three years ago. 

Landing in NeAv Y^ork I took a taxi 
up Fifth Avenue. There beside the 
great Waldorf A.storia Hotel Avas a 
large sand stone building Avith a small 
dome at the top. Across the entrance 
Avas a sign: "The HathaAvay School for 
Voice Culture. I also saAv in the 
AvindoAv a very beautiful lady dressed 
in Japanese silk. 



Her face looked so familiar to me 
tliat I left the taxi and hurried up the 
steps and went into the room where 
this fine lady was standing. She looked 
at me and smiled. That smile gave 
her away, for I knew at once that it 
was my old classmate, Hazel Hathaway. 
She asked if there Avas anything she 
could do for me. I said "Yes, Hazel, tell 
mo what j^ou're doing here." When she 
had recovered from the surprise of see- 
ing me, she told me that she was 
founder of this school. 

It seems that after Hazel's gradua- 
tion there was a vocal instructor of 
great renowii stopping in Burgy. The 
High School Seniors Avere giving a mu- 
sicale and Hazel Avas to sing, as they 
had recognized her talent in assembly 
during her high school days. This man 
heard her and AA^as so pleased Avith her 
singing that he offered to give her free 
instructions and she immediately ac- 
cepted. After months of intensive prac- 
tice, her singing became so well knoAAm 
that she AA-as urged to become a vocal 
instructor herself. She started Avith five 
pupils, but soon, Avith money received 
from recitals and from Avealthy friends, 
she Avas able to equip this elaborate 
studio and to increase her number of 
pupils to fifty. 

Interesting as this Avas to me, I Avas 
even more delighted Avhcn she offered 
me a ticket to her recital at the Met- 
ropolitan that eA^ening. Her voice, 
SAveet as the nightingale's, held her au- 
dience spell-bound and moved me al- 
most to tears. After the performance 
I AA^as proud to accompany this prima 
donna to a dinner party giA^en for her. 

As I sat in my room at the Martin- 
i(|ue, after leaAang Hazel at her apart- 
nuuit, my thoughts drifted back to our 
high school days Avhen that demure lit- 
tle lass began her musical career with 

Swinging 'Neath The Old Apple 

Tree" — that duet in Avhich she 
Alice Nash starred at Assembh'. 


Fred Duplissey '27. 


We the class of 1927, being of sound 
minds, and never failing memories, 
realize the uncertainty of this life and 
so declare this our last A\'ill and testa- 

To our school committee aa^c leave the 
privilege of buying new text books if 
they Avill promise not to discard those 
so carefully cleaned by LaAAa^ence 

To Mr. Merritt, our Superintendent, 
the poAA^er of AA^riting excuses for all 
children not being able to obtain such 
at home. Please don't shoAv any par- 

To Miss Dunphy sole poAver to re- 
store P. M. session. 

To our successors, the class of 1928, 
Ave leave all extra units obtained by 
our class but our advice is "Don't de- 
pend on too many." 

To the class of 1929 the privilege of 
numbering the seats in Miss Dunphy 's 
room. They may have to return often 
if thcA^ attend Mr. Turner's classes. 

To the class of 1930, the privilege 
of passing through the gate to success, 
and if you AA'ork real hard, you also 
can feed on graduation clover. 

With Waller Ave leave Coogan 's abil- 
ity to play bridge, hoping that it Avill 
heliD him as much as it did Coogan. 

We leaA^e Miss Nash's corner seat in 
Miss Dunphy 's room Avhieh has proved 
so popular this year to Pauline Webb. 

With Pat Merritt Ave leaA^e the pleas- 
ure of handling all the money Hadley 
AVheeler hasn't Avorn out. 

With Henry Drake we leave Bob 



Totro's pull with the New England 
Telephone and Telegraph Company 
hoping that he may use it as sucees,s- 
fully as Bob did in Washington. Don't 
turn it dow^n, it's worth ($10) ten dol- 

To Betty Pennington Ave will Fred 
Duplissey's glasses. He has decided 
that he needs a new pair as he has been 
overlooking several of Miss Black's 

Ronald Emrick leaves the secret of 
how he became pitcher. He says it 
takes a dozen bananas to make an arm 
like his. 

We leave Helen Merritt's ability to 
scare her opponent in a basketball 
game with Grace Roberge. 

To Steve Rosemarvnoski we be- 

queath Richard Merritt's baseball 

To Clara Atherton we leave Hazel 
Hathaway 's privilege of riding in the 

The rest that Ave haA'e not already 
disposed of we leaA'e Avith Mr. Warner, 
our janitor, and he may use it to enter- 
tain the loAver classmen as he may 
think best. 

Signed, sealed, and published this 
tAventy first day of June in the year 
of our Lord one thousand nine hun- 
dred and tAventy scA^en. 

Class of 1927 
Executors : 
Miss A. T. Dunphy 
Mrs. R. A. Warner 
Leslie H. Packard 

Cla§g Mo 


*tHelen Merritt 
*tHadley Wheeler 


Laurence Coogan 

Fred Duplissey 

Ronald Emrick 

Hazel HathaAvay 

Richard Merritt 

Alice Nash 
Leslie Packard 
^Robert Tetro 

*Honor group 
fPro Merito group 

The folloAving members have a part in 
the Graduation Exercises: 

Address of Welcome Alice Nash 

Class History Hadley Wheeler 

Class Prophecy Hazel HathaAvay 

Prophecy on Prophetess 

Class Oration 
Class Will 
FarcAvell Address 

Fred Duplissey 

Helen Merritt 

Leslie Packard 

Robert Tetro 






13an Gillespie, master of house, Robert Tetro 
Jorkins Jo'oson, his gardener, Fred Duplissey 
Deacon SniiMi, the hiwyer, Leslie Packard 

Sally, cook Alice Nash 

Miss Canison, housekeeper Hazel Hathaway 
Louisiana, dark brunette, Helen Mcrritt 



Richard Merritt 

Laurence Coogan 

Ronald Enirick 

Hadlev Wheeler 

On February 25th and 26tli, the 
Senior Class presented a play entitled 
"A Family Affair," the proceeds of 
which were used for the Washington 
trip. The first performance was fol- 
lowed by a dance, and the second was 
combined with a musieale 

We understand that the players had 
a good time at rehearsals. Perhaps 
Miss Dunphy, who directed the play, 
could tell how good a time. 

Hazel, as the "Avilling" old maid, 
and Alice, as Dan's loyal cook, did 
some excellent acting, while Duplissey 
in the role of gardner Avas much ap- 
plauded by the audience. Packard, as 
Deaicon Smith, did clever work. Tetro, 
representing the idle rich class, played 
the leading role well. Helen, as the 
negress, looked mad, but what a time 
they had at rehearsal arousing her calm 
disposition to that pitch. 

The numerous babies caused some 
commotion, both on the stage and in 
the audience. All in all. the play was 
successful. It made Avork, fun and 

R. H. Merritt, '27. 

On the bright morning of April 30th 
Ave left Burgy at seven o'clock on our 
never-to-be-forgotten trip to Washing- 
ton under the careful guidance of Miss 
Dunphy and Mr. Turner. We enjoyed 
the pleasant but uneventful train ride 
very much. After dinner at Congress 
Hall Hotel Ave decided to visit the Con- 
gressional Library Avhose magnificent 
architecture and priceless treasures 
made a deep impression upon us. 
Sunday morning Ave visited the Fran- 
ciscan monastery which is an excellent 
reproduction of the Holy Land. In the 
afternoon Ave vicAved the Avonderful 
pieces of art at the Corcoran Art Gal- 
lery. Then Ave gathered on the steps 
of the War and Navy building Avhere 
our group picture was taken leaving 
the camera intact (?) From here, we 
toured the city stopping at Lincoln 
Memorial, then on to Arlington Cem- 
etery AA^here Ave visited the Amphithe- 
ater and the tomb of the UnknoAvn 
Soldier. That evening seven of our 
party enjoyed a visit Avith Mr. and 
Mrs. C. R. Damon at their apartment. 
We spent Monday morning seeing the 
things of interest in our Nation's Cap- 
itol and most of us climbed to the 
dome. Next we went to the Bureau of 
Printing and Engraving where we saw 
paper money and postage stamps be- 
ing made, and later to the Academy of 
Science Building Avhere avc saw the ncAV 
television apparatus and experienced 
the effect of the violet ray. In the 
afternoon Ave Avent by trolley to Mt. 
Yeimon. Here Ave saw the beautiful 
colonial home and estate of Washing- 
ton overlooking the Potomac. Our re- 
turn trip by boat made a delightful 
ending to our day. 



Tuesday morning we Aveut to the 
Washington Moniiment. whose nine 
hundred steps five of us trod, up and 
down. Later at the National JMuseuuL 
w^e saw the famous Roosevelt Collec- 
tion. After lunch we left for Annap- 
olis visiting the capitol and the Naval 
Academy where we watched a drill. 
Wednesday morning we went through 
the Navy Yards. Some of us returned 
in the afternoon to go aboard the May- 
flower, while the others went to an 
Amei'ican League Ball game. Later 
three of us Avent to the National Ca- 
thedral where the late President Wil- 
son is buried. 

Thursday morning we left for New 
York, stopping at Philadelphia for a 

two hour tour of the city. We arrived 
at the Hotel Martinique in New York 
in the late afternoon. In the evening 
most of us attended the musical com- 
edy "Honeymoon Lane" at Knicker- 
bocker Theater, after which we made 
a trip to Chinatown. 

Friday morning Ave toured the city, 
and caught a glimpse of our fleet 
through the fog. Returning from the 
tour the girls AA^ent shopping and the 
boys tried the subAvays. In mid-after- 
noon AA'e boarded our train for Spring- 
field, finding it hard to realize that our 
Washington trip, for Avhich Ave had so 
long been planning, was OA^er. 



President — Pauline Webb 

Vice-President — Mary Black 

Secretary — Henry Drake 

Treasurer — Walter Utley 

Algustosky, the famous short stop of 
our baseball team, says his greatest 
ambition is to become a second Joe 

The story of Clara's Chemistry apron 
was long but she cut it short. 

It is rumored that our Evelyn is go- 
ing to leave us to join the tailors. 

We all think that there will be one 
minister in the Junior Clasis, as Mary 
Black is always preaching to some one. 

Henry made his debut in baseball 
this year. How about that hit ! 

We would like to ask Gert, "Howe's 
chances on buying some butter and 

The winning way of Logia, our Miss 
Haydenville, makes every one sit up 
and take notice. Who'll tingle the 
ivories of our Baby Grand when she 

has gone away? 

Cheer up, Roy, gallopin' goes even 
with a Ford. 

One of our Sophomores w^ould like 
to know why Edith preferred to ride 
home in a Buick after Freshman Re- 

We all would like to ask Marjorie 
what happened at Junior Senior that 
prevented her from attending school 
the following Monday. 

Although Elizabeth, our "Hello 
girl," is a painter's daughter, you 
would never know it. 

Mildred's career seems to be laid out 
for her, for who can forget the excel- 
lent work she did in the Public Speak- 
ing Contest? 

Utley, the Lindy of the class is very 
much interested in the Chesterfield 
Primary schools, or is it the teachers? 

Due to steady practice Pauline will 
soon become a chauifeur as clever as 
those who attracted Dick's attention in 



President, James Coogan 

Vice-President Rena MeCloud 

Secretary and Treasurer, 

Dorothy Mayotte 

"Bob" Bisbee? 0, yes, that good- 
natured, longhaired guard on the 
basketball team. And she asks so 
many questions, some of which are 
awfully simple, the rest simply awful. 

"Jimmie" Coogan is that quiet Hay- 
denville lad who shines equally well on 
the athletic field and in his scholastic 

Alice Dansereau, the literary editor 
of the "Gleaner," has a report card 
that looks like a copy sheet of the let- 
ter "A." 

We think the reason "Babe" Grace 
changes his seat so often during the 
last period is because he is so active on 
the athletic field. 

One day Arlene Cross opened her 
mouth in class, and the teacher, think- 
ing Arlene was going to recite, nearly 

Is John Hoxie a part-time pupil or 
a privileged character'? 

"Corp" Kulash has made a name 
for himself. Besides being president of 
the Hi-Y, he is a member of the 
"Senior League of Curtis Salesmen." 

"Dottie" Mayotte was one of several 
from, this class who distinguished her- 
self on the basketball court. 

Loud are Rena McCloud's praises of 
the Irishman, we mean in the poem she 
spoke in Assembly! 

"D. D." Pearl is that Chesterfield 
girl who sits in the front seat and 

Her West Chesterfield sister is the 
"naughty-eyed" Evelyn Russell. 



When "Dave" Snow is "Planting 
the Apple-Tree" he looks on the ceil- 
ing for— is it "buds" or "bugs?" 

Probably "Bo'b" Thayer will be a 
star on the basketball team if he 
doesn't spend too much time drawing 

That mischievous little boy from 
Conway is none other than "Red" 

We understand "Wiggie" Witherell 
is a good fi,sherman, but has forgotten 
how to read the numbers on a six-inch 

Keep going, '29 ! 

:la§§ o: 



President Thomas Barrus 

Vice-President Winnifred Lloyd 

Secretary and Treasurer 

Robert Merritt 

For the first few weeks the freshmen 
were wandering around like lost chil- 
dren, but they are slowly finding them- 

We would all like to know if Mr. 
Turner has convinced Steve Rosemary- 
noski yet that the world is round. 

Cliet Golash is the athlete of the 
freshman class, being on the soccer, 
baseball and second basketball teams. 

Gracie Roberge is the midget of the 
class, but you know the saying is : 
"good things come in small packages." 

Nathaniel Hill is "the student of the 
class." He roots for Goshen. 

Thomas Barrus, his playmate, also 
comes from Goshen. We just love to 
hear that slow drawl of his. 

Joseph Kearns didn't come until the 
middle of the year, but now that he's 
here, we all appreciate him. After Joe 
had been heire one day, he had the title 
of Geloppi bestowed upon him. 

"I M'on't stay, Mr. Turner," is one 
of Barbara Bissell's much used expres- 
sions, but the funny part of it is that 
she always does stay. 

One of Gene Prince's ambitions is to 
become masicot of the New York 

"Dinny" Brazil has often confided 
that he hoped to get all "A's" on his 
report card. Well, we all wish you 
luck, "Dinny." 

"Pat" Merritt has often said he 
liked to sing, but he is bashful. It's 
funny no one has ever noticed it. 

Winnie Lloyd believes in the saying, 
"Do not commit yourself." 

John Demetriou is another who be- 
longs to Steve's society which is, "The 
order that believes the world is flat. ' ' 



If Helen Cross has learned nothing 
else in seience. she must know which 
seat is the best, for she has been moved 
to them all. 

We would like to knoAv in Avhat 
climate Staeia gets her beautiful com- 

George Hinton, the class entertainer, 
is apparenth^ very studious, but. look 

out George! You can't fool all the 
teachers all the time! 

When Gordon Nash whispers, he 

seems to have a preference for girls. 
HoAV about it, Gordon? 

If the freshmen keep up their good 
work Ave hope to see them all in the 
sophomore class next year. 



Spring Thoughts 

As today I slowly ponder 
O'er the thoughts of life so dear, 
Something- in my heart rejoices 
'Tis a thought that spring is here. 
"VVe have had enough of winter 
With its days so long and cold: 
And are glad to see the flowers 
Which were held within its fold. 
Ah ! how sweet the charming music 
Of the meadow lark, so gay 
As he flies about the country 
Happy in tlie spring, today. 

Walter Thayer '29. 


Said the sunbeam to the dew drop 

Why are you so blue? 
Don't you know the world is happy .- 

W'hy not be happy, too? 
Very soon, my little dew drop, 

You will disappear. 
Why not then be cheerful 

The short time you're here? 

Alice Dansereau '29. 


If I were out upon the sea, 
Oh, how happy I would be ! 

So happy would I be, and gay. 
Smiling through the livelong day. 

Watching fishes at their play 
On a happy day in May. 

If I were out upon the sea. 
Dreaming on of what I'd be — 

A merchant with my ships at sea, 
A leader with men under me — 

I would not want such pomp and gold. 
But happiness, which is not sold. 

Nathaniel B. Hill '30. 


School days are over, 
Vacation time is here. 
With it comes the sunmier. 
The best of all the year. 

The boys now plan their camps 
In the deep green wood. 
Where the birds sing merrily 
And the fishing's good. 

Although we like school. 
Vacations lure us, too. 
For then our joys and play 
Extend the long hours through. 

Robert Merritt '30. 


I love to sit beneath the shade 
Of our large maple tree 
And listen to the songs of birds, 
That seem to sing for me. 

There's fragrance sweeter than I know, 
'Tis the scent of growing things. 
The breeze that comes from the orchard near, 
A scent even sweeter brings. 

I love to watch the fleecy clouds 
Sail by in a sea of blue. 
The diiTerent shapes they seem to take 
Form pictures old and new. 



I love to see the buttercups 

Lift up tlieir golden heads, 

To the bright warm sun that shines on them, 

And on the violet beds. 

The little bluet smiles at me 
And seems to tr_v to say 
"Although I may not look so fine, 
I'll do my share today." 

A flash of orange and of black, 

A bird flies swiftly by. 

To light on a branch of a nearby tree 

And to sing till her throat is dry. 

Her sweet notes cease for a moment, 
All's as quiet as can be 
"When — "Ouch! the mosquitoes are biting! 
It's the sheltering house for me. 

Marjorie Otis '28. 

Shining Thru 

The sky is raining cats and dogs. 
And even snails and cute li'I frogs, 
As I sit here and vainly try 
To study my lessons, with many a sigh. 

For the day is dreary, and the rain 
Comes pelting down on the window-pane; 
And now, to make me jump and shiver. 
Comes a thunderclap, and the lightning's quiver. 

O, if the sun were shining bright. 
And into this room were pouring its light, 
Then easier 'twould be my lessons to do, 
For my heart would be light, and errors few. 

Marjorie Otis '28. 


Sitting by the fireside 
Watching sparks that fly, 
I think I see old faces. 
Friends of days gone by. 

And looking at these faces, 
Young, old, bright and fair, 
The firelight dies, and leaves me 
Sleeping in my chair. 

Walter Utley '28. 


The Seniors went to Washington, 
Now Juniors — what's our aim? 
A Boston trip, Niagara Falls, 
Or are they botii too tame;- 

By whist parties and food sales, 
A dance that was no joke. 
The Seniors made their money 
And made some of us broke. 

So Juniors, why can't we 
As cheerful (i-) workers be? 

Take as our goal 

The old North Pole, 
Who knows what we may see? 

Pauline Webb '28. 

Sailing on the Sea 

One day Fred, Ted Lee and Jim 
Adams were out in their little sailing 
vessel, the "Aerial" off the coast of 
Maine. They began to talk about 
sharks and other big fish, and to tell 
how each of them would capture a 
shark. Suddenly Jim said, "Here, Ted, 
steer the boat," and went into the 
cabin. "When he came out he had a 
harpoon in his hands. 

"Where on earth did you get that?" 
asked Fred. 

"It belongs to father," said Jim. 
"He was on a whaler once and was 
head harpooner. This old harpoon has 
struck a ninety barrel whale. ' Dad 
knows a number of yarns. Some day 
I'll set him going for you." 

"That will be great!" exclaimed 
Ted. "I like whaling stories so well 
that some day I'm going to make a 

"This certainly looks good." said 
Fred, commenting on the harpoon, 
"You couldn't get this out of anything 
when once it has entered." 



The harpoon Avas more than six feet 

"Oh, boy! this is heavy. Do you 
think you could throw it?" asked 
Fred of Jim. 

"Dad has taught me something about 
it. If I miss the tirst shot I can try 
again, because there is a rope attached. 
Of course, this is an old one. They 
have more modern ways. Now they 
shoot them with a gun. We 're not on a 
whaling trip nor is this a whaling ves- 
sel so we can't have a gun," said Jim. 

"What a bunch of stories this old 
thing could tell if it could talk," said 

"Yes, and I bet it could tell more 
than Dad could, too," said Jim. 

"Well I hope we can use it before 
the day is over, anyway," Ted said. 

Hour after hour went by with Jim at 
the tiller, Fred with the binoculars in 
his hand, and Ted enjoying the sail. 

In about half an hour Fred ex- 
claimed with delight, "Say, fellows, I 
think I see one!" 

"Here, let me have a look," said Jim 

"You're right, Fred, that's a shark 
and a big one, too," said Jim. 

Jim took the tiller and headed for 
the place where the shark was seen. 
"Say, Ted, go into the cabin and get 
some of that salt pork, and cut it up in 
squares. As soon as you have that 
done, throw some of it into the water 
and get a hook and a strong chain." 

Ted did as he was told. The pieces 
of pork were bobbing up and down on 
the surface of the water. All of a sud- 
den you could see the splash of the 
shark coming after the pork. The 
hook, with a piece of pork on it, was 
„ ^attached to the chain and throM^n over- 
board. The shark came up to the 

piece of pork and smelled of it. All 
of a sudden there was a loud splash 
and nothing Avas seen of the shark for i ■ 
half an hour. * 

"Do you think he has gone away and , 
left us?" asked Fred. 

"No, that's their game," said Jim 
in reply. 

Sure enough the shark came back. 
He came up to the pork and smelled 
of it. He swam away. He came back 
and all of a sudden the pork, hook, and 
shark disappeared like a flash. 

"Hurrah! he's hooked!" exclaimed 
all three with joy. 

As soon as the shark found he was 
hooked he became furious. He was so 
furious he almost capsized the boat. 
The sails were quickly hoisted which 
eliminated the danger of being cap- 

"Now's your chance to show your 
skill with that harpoon," said Ted. 

"I think it is best to stun him first," .|| 
answered Jim. 

They waited until the shark was , 
tired out. They had hard work pull- 
ing him in near enough. All of a sud- 
den he dashed against the boat. He 
found it did no good so he floated quiet- 
ly. Fred had the job of stunning it. ]| 
He took the axe and was ready to 
strike when his foot slipped and he fell 
on his stomach. He quickly got up. He 
struck and hit the shark on the head 
but it did no good. He tried again, 
this time he was successful. Then Jim 
threw the harpoon. He missed the first 
two times but on the third throw he 
struck the shark back of the head and 
pierced its body. They had captured 
the shark at last. 

Next they tried to decide what to 
do with it. 



Ted suggested, "Let's tow it to 

Jim answered, "That's a good idea, 
let's get going." 

They had the wind with them and 
so made good time. The boys took the 
shark near the house of Jack Ross, an 
old friends of theirs, and beached it. 
They went up to see Jack and had a 
good chat with him, then had some sup- 
per and went to bed. 

The next day they got up early and 
went out trying to sell the shark. They 
sold it and then started for home. 

Prank Maynard '30. 

The Inverted Fable 

Mr. Samuel Howdy, better known as 
Frisco Sam, raised his tangled locks 
from the Pullman rod on which he had 
been riding free of charge. Sam was 
coming home. After ten years of hobo- 
ing he had decided to see if his father 
would condescend to give him free 
meals and board for awhile. Sam had 
left home because of the exorbitant de- 
mands of his father which required 
him, the lofty Samuel, to rise in the 
misty hours of morning, (nine o'clock) 
and to do untold chores; that is, to eat 
his breakfast and drive the milk truck. 
Returning home at noon Sam would 
use his remaining hours complaining of 
hard labor. So, as I said, Sam was 
forced to leave home. 

The gentleman in question sudden- 
ly stated. Was it, or was it not, a cop's 
footsteps he heard? An ear, grown 
sharp by such listening, seems to perk 
up. Suddenly he saw the swinging 
foot of an angry "copper"; too late, 
however, to duck the impending blow. 
He found himself sitting on the cinders 
of his hometown station, and rising, he 

rather ruefully rubbed the portion of 
his anatomy which had taken the force 
of the kick. "No rest for the weary," 
however, and Sam was soon forced to 
take to his heels as the policeman hove 
in sight around the end of the train. 

Through a long, hot afternoon Sam 
trudged down the dusty lane which 
leads to Home, Sweet Home. His sole- 
less shoes gave little protection to his 
blistered feet and he often seated him- 
self 'neath the shade of an old apple 
tree to rest his tired limbs. Finally, 
just as dusk fell, Sam knew, by the 
landmark that he was approaching the 
old homestead. Regretfully he re- 
membered those days when he knew 
what three meals and a bed meant. 
What comfort and protection had been 
given him by those people who now 
were in that beautiful time of life when 
people begin to resign themselves to 
the inevitable advance of old age. 

Sam, lost in a reverie, walked around 
the last curve and raised his eyes to 
see, not the old homestead, but a mass 
of blackened ruins, only recently dev- 
astated by fire. Not a building was 
left upright, even Sam's old dog-house 
was gone. Sorrowfully Sam approached 
and wandered among the ruins recall- 
ing events of his early life. Games of 
tag with his sisters, horseshoes, ball 
and other games, ran through his mem- 
ory. Suddenly he stopped, brought to 
his senses by a new sight. Horrified, he 
hastened to verify his thoughts. He 
was not mistaken, he could easily see 
where the bodies had been removed 
from the ruins, in fact he thought that 
he could tell by the size of the different 
hollows which member of his -family 
had perished there. 

Stunned, Sam left the ruins and 
blinded by tears walked to the nearest 



neighbor. There he learned the rest of 
the story: how in the middle of the 
night the old homestead had caught 
fire from a defective chimney, and how 
when the neighbors reached the flam- 
ing house they had been helpless be- 
fore the furious fire. Their feeble at- 
tempts were fruitless and the family 
had been sacrificed to the flames. 
Suddenly the woman telling this 

story saw the tears in Sam's eyes and 
pityingly said, "It's too bad, because 
the Smiths were a fine family." 

Sam almost woke the rafters with his 
shout, "The Smiths! I thought the 
Howdys lived there." 

"0 my, no," the woman replied, 
"they moved into town two years ago 
and Mr. Howdy runs the post office 

Without waiting to hear the rest of 
the story Sam bolted from the house 
and hastened to the village to rejoin 
his family, rejoicing at his good for- 
tune and mentally resolving to become 
worthy of such good luck by settling 
down to work, with his family by his 
side, and by endeavoring to make the 
last years of his parents' life ones of 
ease and loving homelife. 

Robert Tetro, '27. 

The Autobiography of an Old 

T first received the name of "farm" 
over a century ago when, after a quaint 
log cabin had been built, a rosy- 
cheeked bride came to help her ambi- 
tious young husband make a success of 
farming. I was then only a small farm 
consisting of the "home-lot," a small 
mowing and a fcAv acres of pasture and 
wood land. The young couple worked 
long and hard and soon with their 

hard-earned savings bought more and 
still more land until 1 grew to be one 
of the largest and best farms in the 

In the course of time there came two 
sons who, in their early childhood ex- 
plored my shady retreats and found 
the fiowers which grew in my meadows. 
The older one went off to the Civil War 
and never returned. His mother was 
heart-broken but recovered somewhat 
when her other son brought home his 
young wife. This made life easier for 
the old couple who were now past 
middle age. 

My first owner died in 1866, and his 
rosy-cheeked bride of 73 years, soon 

The young couple remained to take 
care of me and bring up their family 
on the old farm. They lived here all 
their lives, but the only boy died and 
was buried under the old oak on the 
hill-side when he was still young, and 
all the girls went to other homes. Then 
the new road was put in on the other 
side of the mountain, and T was left on 
a by road and lost my value. Then for 
several years I was neglected. 

After that a man bought me, and, 
taking down the old cabin, put up 
bright new bungalow, planted roses, 
lilacs, and flowers of all kinds and 
called me his "summer farm." 

In the summer he and his family 
came lo enjoy me, but all winter I wa^ 
alone save for an occasional hunter 
who was following the track of a timid 
deer or a cunning fox. 

Soon my new owner sold off all the 
pasture and woodland leaving only the 
home lot. 

This man was old when he bought 
me and he died one winter in the city. 



I now had no owner and was left to run 

One day a careless hunter, going into 
the house to get out of the storm, start- 
ed a fire in the old kitehen stove that 
was now worn and rustj. He left the 
tire burning and the pipe became heat- 
ed and started a fire that smoldered 
through the wet timbers. Since I was 
a long way from the nearest farmhouse 
no one saw the fire. The house burned 
to the ground leaving a lot of ashes 
and half-burned timbers in the cellar- 

A little later a wood chopper tore 
doAvn the barn to use the boards to 
make a catoin on his wood lot. 

This left no buildings but the spring 
house. Here in the spring the frogs 
can be heard and the birds come to 
drink and bathe in the clear water. 

Every summer the birds nest in the 
lilac bushes and a pair of wood-chucks 
have their home in a corner of the cel- 

T remain, and probably shall remain, 
for many centuries in these peaceful 
surroundings with many sad and 
bright memories and only the birds, 
flowers, trees, storms and God to share 

M. Black '28. 

Getting Honey From a Bee Tree 

One day as Ned and Red were wan- 
dering o,n an island, which was their 
favorite place for camping, they dis- 
covered a bee tree. They thought it 
wouldn't be right to get it without 
their leader. Scoop, who wa,s now sick 
with scarlet fever. The other one of 
the gang was home. His name was 
Dick Mason. Scoop wouldn't be out 
o,f quarantine for two Aveeks and they 
decided that if they didn't get it, some- 
one else would. All the next day they 

were getting things ready to go. They 
overhauled their ,scow, which, by the 
way, was an old lake barge with a Ford 
engine for power. 

They had three molasses barrels cut 
in half to put the honey in. They also 
had a bee smoker, maskS', gloves and 
provisions enough to last two weeks 
and they planned to start in the morn- 
ing. The next morning they rose early 
and .started up the lake. When they 
had gone about two miles they saw a 
motor boat coming toward them and in 
it was a boy. As he got closer they 
isaw by his dress that his folks had 
money. Soon he drove up beside the 
scow. Pie asked Red the way to Long 
Island (the place where the bee tree 
was). Red said he didn't know. The 
boy said his father had bought the 
island. This made them angry so they 
said among themselves that they had 
got to head him off some way, so he 
wouldn't find the honey. When they 
were going by the next village they 
noticed his boat tied to the landing, so 
they stopped and Dick said "I'll fix 
the Big Boy for a time," so he jumped 
over-board, clothes and all, and swam 
to the propeller of the motor boat 
which he unscrewed and threw into the 
lake, and then they started along. 

When they had gone a half of a mile 
or more the scow ran a-ground. Push 
as much as they might they couldn't 
move it. So they nailed the six halves 
of molasses barrels together making a 
raft. Then they loaded their things 
into it with Red in the first one, Ned 
in the middle, and Dick in the last one. 

Finally they got to the island where 
they sa.w smoke rolling up. Red said 
"I'll swimi over and see who it is." ' 

Soon he came back and said it was 
the Slikers. The Slikers were another 
-gang who were jealous of Scoop and 



his gang. There were eight in Bud 
Sliker's gang, and there were only four 
and one was sick making only three in 
Red's troop. The Slikers had over- 
heard some conversation about the bee 
tree and determined to get the honey. 
So Red's men rowed their raft to the 
other side of the island and set up 
camp. The next day they started off 
for the bee tree taking their sling shots 
with them. After they had gone a lit- 
tle ways they found they were sur- 
rounded by cannibals, with brass rings 
on their ears. They all had bows with 
blunt arrows which they kept shooting, 
but the slingshots hurt more, and if it 
hadn't been for their number, they 
would have lost the battle. As it was, 
they took their prisoners and bound 
their hands and put them in a tent un- 
,der guard of a cannibal with a wooden 

Well, the cannibals Avere the Slikers, 
blacked up with soot, and the city boy 
was with them and made the wise re- 
mark that this served them right for 
monkeying with his boat last week. 

In the middle of the night Red woke 
up and found his ropes were slack. He 
quickly but quietly woke up his pals. 
After wiggling his hands, he became 
free. Soon he had the other two boys 
free with his knife. Then peeking out 
of the tent he saw their guardian was 
asleep, so they shot out of the tent, but 
the cannibals were soon after them. 
Ned and Dick headed for home, while 
Red went to a cave. The Slikers chased 
him but couldn't find him. 

When Red got inside he found some- 
one was living there. Thinking he'd 
rather meet the new opponent than the 
Slikers, he crawled under the bed. In 
about an hour a tall, lanky man with a 
ghostly look came in. He had long legs, 
arms, fingers, and large feet. After a 

while he found Red, and after hearing 
his story told him one of his. He said 
once when he was traveling on a train 
with a circus they had a wreck. A 
cannibal who was with the circus had 
his right big toe cut off and so did this 
man. He said they took them to a hos- 
pital where they made a mistake and 
sewed the cannibal's toe on the story 
teUer and his toe on the cannibal, and 
every year about this time he felt as 
though he would like to eat people. 
This made Red's hair stand up straight. 
The next day Red ran away and went 
to town and got Ned and Dick. When 
they got to the island, they found the 
Slikers getting the honey. 

Dick said "What do you say about 
getting the man with the fimny toe to 
help us get rid of them?" So Red went 
and promised the funny man some hon- 
ey if he would help them and he said 
he would. While Red was planning 
with the funny man, Ned and Dick 
were putting hornets in the bee tree 
and plugging up the hole. Then the 
four hid in the bushes near by. 

Soon the Sliker came along and Bud 
said it was the city guy's turn to dig 
out some hone.v. So he bravely pulled 
out the blocking and a host of mad 
hornets flew about stinging the Slikers 
in the faces. As they were fighting the 
hornets Red and his gang, who were 
dressed like cannibals, kept their sling 
shots working like machine guns. The 
pain being unbearable Bud drew out 
and waved his white handkerchief for 

Then Red got the bee smoker to 
work driving away the bees. Then 
they tied the Slikers, hands and feet. 
Just then. Scoop, the gang's old leader 
came and helped, and Red gave the sig- 
nal for the man with the funny toe, to 
do his stunt. He came in, rings dang- 



ling' from his ears and nose, bringing 
a big brass kettle and licking his chops, 
acting as if he were hnngi'v. Red and 
Dick Avere building a fire and Ned got 
some water. This was too much ! It 
scared the Slikors most to death, espe- 
cially the city boy, Avho said that he 
was going to live near Dick Mason, and 
that he would be in Scoop's gang and 
furnish his boat if the}' Avould let him 
go, which thej'' did. 

The Slikers said they Avould give up 
the honey and their provisions and go 
home if they would let them go. 

The next day Scoop's bunch sold the 
honey a]id had five dollars each. 

Walter R. Thayer, '29. 

His Conscience 

Ralph Randolph was a very untidy 
boy, in his mother's eyes. One morn- 
ing she said to him, "Ralph, I Avish you 
Avould try harder to keep your clothes 
clean, you don't seem to care Iioaa' much 
Avork you make for me." 

Ralph thought that surely he Avould 
come home neat and clean that night, 
but at recess he fell and caught his 
blouse on a stick, tearing a large hole. 
Again at noon he did not notice the 
sign ' ' AA'ct paint " on a post and leaned 
against it. His mother's Avords Avere 
soon forgotten but his intentions had 
been good. 

At tAvo o'clock the Superintendent, 
Mr. Marsh, came into Ralph's class- 
room. He told the boys that at three 
o'clock he Avould take them for a boat 
ride as he had promised to do some 
time ago. There AA^as, hoAVCA^er, one ex- 
ception. Everyone must have a perfect 
hmguage lesson. Ralph's face fell, as 
language Avas his hated study and he 
did not knoAv his A^erb conjugations for 
that day. As soon as the paper was 

passed around, all except Ralph start- 
ed their Avork. His chum, Jimmie 
Jones, noticed that Ralph A\'as not writ- 
ing, and guessed that he did not knoAv 
the verbs, so he quickly scribbled them 
on some scrap paper and slid them into 
Ralph's desk. Ralph AA-as greatly 
pleased and Avas just beginning to 
copy them Avhen he thought to himself, 
"It is the first time that I've ever 
cheated. Will I do iff" He did so 
Avant to go on a boat ride Avith all the 
felloAvs, but he finally decided it Avas 
not Avorth the cheating. He AA-rote on 
the bottom of the paper, "I can't copy, 
it would be cheating," and handed it 
back to Jimmie Avho Avas greatly sur- 
prised and thought Ralph Avas foolish. 

Nearly a AA^eek later Ralph's mother 
met him at the door as he came from 
school. She had a surprise for him, 
shoAving him a crumpled paper.. He 
recognized it as the one Jimmie had 
Avritten to him. 

"Your teacher found this on the 
floor and showed it to Mr. Marsh, Avho 
Avas so pleased that he is going to take 
you on a boatride all by yourself, next 
Saturday," said Ralph's mother, "and 
I'll never say anything aga:n about 
getting your clothes soiled as long as 
your heart is clean." 

Hazel HathaAvav, '27. 

The Call 

Stretched out at their ease before a 
small campfire in GalloAvay country, 
Canada, "Big Jim" McKormick and 
his sixteen year old son "Young Jim" 
were enjoying a rest after tramping 
about much of the surrounding coun- 

There had been silence for a fcAV 
minutes. Big Jim Avas smoking and his 
son Avas gazing into the five Avhen sud- 
denly the boy said, "Gee, Dad, I'm 



glad the boss sent you up here to look 
over these timber tracts. I wouldn't 
miss the ti'ip for — for another dog like 

"Well, son. I'm not so sure but it 
would have been better to have left you 
in school," replied his father, his blue 
eyes twinkling. "However, you're here, 
and here you'll have to stay until I 
go back. Where's Laddie?" Young 
Jim sprang up. "He wanders away 
farther every day but they say a collie 
can find his way back so I don't wor- 
ry. He's a peach, isn't he. Dad? Stands 
almost two feet and a half and not 
much more than a pup." "Oh, he'll 
do, son," returned his father, "better 
call him and turn in, we'll go up river 
tomorrow." He then knocked the 
ashes from his pipe, picked up his 
blanket roll and going a little way 
from the fire, rolled up and was soon 
fast asleep. The boy whistled three 
long clear notes which had always 
brought Laddie barking joyously to 
him. This time he was rewarded with 
only a faint bark from quite a distance 
after repeating the call several times. 
Knowing the dog would come he, too, 
rolled into his blankets and did not 
awake until his father called, "Roll- 

Each day father and son looked over 
a different section and each night it 
was longer before Laddie answered. 
Finally came the night when he did not 
answer. "Dad, could anything have 
happened to him?" asked the boy anx- 
iously. "Well, lad, I don't know what, 
hardly think a wolf would tackle him, 
I've only heard one or two off' to the 
North anyway," replied Big Jim. 

Laddie had wandered about the first 
few days and one afternoon after run- 
ning through the brush hoping to find 
something, had lain down in the sun 

to doze. Gray Lightning, a young 
gray wolf, arousing from a light nap on 
the sunnyside of a hill, looked upon the 
surrounding landscape, sniffed the light 
breeze, and decided to find some un- 
wary creature to feast upon. Slipping 
along, always with the breeze blowing 
from the rabbit to her, she at last crept 
up within a few yards of her prey, then 
with a puppy-like rush reached the un- 
fortunate rabbit, caught it in her jaws 
and ended its short life. After finishing 
her meal she sought for another place 
to sleep, and chanced near the spot 
where Laddie was nappin^g. Almost as 
soon as she caught the scent, her sharp 
eyes saw him. Not ever having seen a 
human she had no fear of the hated 
man scent. Circling about she wondered 
where this creature of golden brown 
and white had come from. Laddie 
arose, yawned, shook himself and 
looked around to see a gray streak dis- 
appearing from sight. Laddie trotted 
after this queer animal that had run 
off so suddenly. Gray Lightning 
stopped after running a short distance 
and turned around to look. In a mo- 
ment Laddie trotted into the opening 
and stopped. Whining softly he walked 
slowly forward, to within about five 
feet of Gray Lightning, when she 
growled a not very ferocious warning. 
She was puzzled, yet in some way un- 
derstood that here was a friend. After 
that, every day the two gamboled'about 
in the most unwolf-like manner, each 
time going a little farther away, and 
each night found Laddie a little less 
eager to return to his young master. 
Then finally came the night when Jim's 
whistle went unanswered. The two had 
wandered far to the North and did not 
return to camp until Laddie's master 
had given up hope of finding his collie 
and returned to the States. 



Laddie Avas not welcomed by the 
pack, especially not by the older 
wolvevS. Consequently he and Gray 
Lightning limited alone most of the 
winter, coming in only at the big kills. 

When spring came they drifted 
South again. Then came a morning 
when Laddie awoke and found his mate 
gone. His keeness of scent had been 
improved by his life in the wild and 
he quickly found her traiL followed it 
to the protected side of a hill and 
found Avhere she had entered a den-like 
hole. He heard soft whimpering cries 
and started to go in only to be warned 
back by a low growl from Gray Light- 
ning. Acting wisely he loped off and 
came back with a rabbit which he laid 
at the mouth of the hole as an offering. 
He stood there expectantly and finally 
Gray Lightning whined softly to hiiu. 
He entered taking a few steps then 
went eagerly forward to view the new 
treasure. Two of the pups were second 
Gray Lightnings, the third's shaggy 
coarse gray hair gave way to a streak 
of white on his chest, and the fourth 
was his father's son. The puppies grew 
quite rapidly and as summer drew near 
they began to lose a bit of their awk- 
wardness and learn lessons which every 
wolf must knoAV. 

One day as the family trotted along 
near the old camping place. Laddie AA'as 
startled by three long, clear notes 
Avhistled as only his master could 
Avhistle them. Barking joyously he ran 
doAA'ii the riA^er toAA'ards the sound. 
Gray Lightning folloAA'ed cautiously 
AA'ith the puppies, Avondering Avhat all 
the excitement Avas about. Around the 
bend SAvept a canoe AA'ith Big Jim and 
Young Jim phang their paddles. 
"Look, dad, there he is! I knew he 
AA-asn't dead!" shouted Jim. "And 
look, son, up on that knoll is the, an- 

swer to Laddie's disappearance," re- 
plied his father. "We'll have to go 
easy if aa-c AA-ant to get him. W^e'll 
make camp and AA'atch deA^elopments." 

Laddie came and Avent at camp free- 
ly. Finally his young son, of the 
golden coat, slipped into camp. After 
a fcAv ciays Young Jim sueeeeded in 
making friends Avitli him. 

One d.ay Big Jim announced, "We 
must break camp tomorroAv. The pup 
AA'ill go all right but the question of 
Lad AA'ill be decided then." 

TomorroAv came. "I'm going to 
take Sunlight out for a little canoe 
ride to see how he likes the AA^ater, " 
said the boy. After the first fcAV min- 
utes the puppy decided it Avas good 
fun and settled doAA'ii to enjoy it. Then, 
"Time to start," came the call from 
the shore. At once the canoe Avas 
turned toAvards camp and three long, 
clear notes sounded. As they Avere 
about to push off, Laddie trotted doAA'n 
to the Avater. "Coming, boy?" called 
the lad softly. He coaxed the dog a 
fcAv minutes. Gray Lightning AA'atching 
from a distance. Then in ansAver to a 
call. Laddie turned, ran to Gray Light- 
ning and AA-atched the canoe out of 


Pauline Webb, '28. 


This AA'as not his real name, of course. 
His name AA-as John Franklin Holmes. 
Pier cules- Jack Avas only a nickname he 
had picked up. He Avas ten years old. 
round and chubby, AA'ith red hair, blue 
eyes, and a turned-up freckled nose. In 
the following story you shall hear hoA\- 
he came by his queer nickname. 

Jack AA'as A'ery plump, and all his 
school-mates used to laugh at him, and 
call him a "little dumpling." So one 
day he said to himself, "If I am a 



dumpling, I'll do something that all the 
thin boys in the world couldn't do!"" 

Jack's head was full of schemes, his 
heart was full of courage, and he had a 
s.pirit big enough for a giant; while his 
ambition, for a ten-year-old boy, was 
reall}' quite tremendous. He had read 
a good many books of adventure, and 
there was nothing that he liked better 
than to pore over the doings of knights, 
giants, dragons and magicians. Espe- 
cially he admired Jack-the-Giant-Kill- 
er, and was very sorry that there were 
no giants left for him to slay. 

He thought of other ways of dis- 
tinguishing himself. He considered the 
merits of highwaymen and pirates, but 
as he knew that people in these pro- 
fessions nearly always came to bad 
ends, and as there was no lonely road 
where he could wait for travelers, and 
no fleet horse to ride, he gave up these 

Jack went about for a while quite 
dejected, until, one day, he came across 
an old book of mythology in the libra- 
ry, and read about the exploits of Her- 
cules, the ancient hero who performed 
several heroic deeds. Jack's eyes 
glowed as he read this wonderful 
story. As he read about the mighty 
deeds of this great hero, a purpose 
gradually took root in his mind. He 
would be another such hero, — a mod- 
ern Hercules. The thought thrilled 
him. He brooded over it by day; i!; 
haunted his dreams by night. He went 
about with a lofty look on his face, and 
looked at the other boys with pity. 

But how would he become a Hercu- 
les? — that was the question. 

"I've got to do something first to 
get up a name," said Jack. "Hercules 
strangled the snakes, — I'm rather 
afraid of snakes, though. But, the first 
thing to do is to get a club, — that's . 

the main thing. ' ' Accordingly he spent 
several days going through the woods 
with an ax in search of a club. After 
a long hunt, he at length decided upon 
a hickory sapling with a formidable 
knot about four feet from the groimd, 
which could be cut so as to bring this 
knot at the end of the club. Patiently, 
Jack cut down, trimmed, and pealed, 
and whittled this hickory stick, which 
Avas fully as long as himself, and which 
he could only wield by using both 
hands, and putting forth his whole 

One day, while Jack was puzzling 
over what he should do first, one of the 
neighbors came into the house, and be- 
gan to tell about her little boy who 
had just barely escaped being tossed by 
old Sam Stevens' bull. 

Here was an opportunity ; it was just 
what Jack was waiting for, and he im- 
mediately decided to take advantage of 
it. Sam Stevens was a crabbed old 
man who owned an old bull as cross 
and crabbed as himself. Many times 
boys and girls had been chased by this 
savage beast. 

So Jack seized his olub. and dragging 
it behind him, set off toward the pas- 
ture AA'here the bull was. When he got 
there he walked very slowly toward 
the bull, now and then stopping to look 
bade toward the group of boys who 
had come with him. 

At length, when Jack was still some 
yards away from the bull, he suddenly 
lifted his head to brush away a fly, and 
Jack stopped suddenly. Then, remem- 
bering that Hercules would not have 
acted this way. Jack plucked up cour- 
age and walked bravely up to the bull. 
Jack had read somewhere that the most 
Avild and savage beast cannot endure 
the gaze of the human eye, so he de- 
cided to awe the bull first with his eye. 



and overcome him after-wards. So he 
planted himself directly in front of the 
bull, who "was grazing quietly, and 
glared tiercely at him. expecting the 
bull to glance up and then run for his 
life. But although the bull did look 
up at Jack, he kept on grazing quiet- 
ly and paying no attention whatever 
to Jack. 

But this would not do, and Jack 
thought it was very humiliating to a 
hero, so when the boys from the top 
of a wall shouted at him to knock his 
horns off, twist his tail, and other 
thrilling things, he advanced a little 
nearer, coughed, and waved his club 
in front of the bull. 

The bull lifted his head, and for the 
first time looked attentively at Jack. 
Then, suddenly realizing Jack's hostile 
purpose, he glared back so angrily and 
fiercely that Jack began to be very un- 
easy, and started sloAvly to retire. 
Then, the bull, with a low belloAv, 
rushed at poor Jack, who, forgetting 
all about Hercules, and the terrible 
things he had intended to do, dropped 
his club, and fled at once, as fast as 
his legs could carry him, to the near- 
est apple-tree. The bull stopped to toss 
the club, and this gave Jack a mo- 
ment's time, which he made excellent 
use of, and had just scrambled up to 
the nearest branich, when the bull came 
bellowing up beneath the branches of 
the tree. He was just thinking that 
he Avould have to stay a long time in 
the tree, when the boys on the Avail be- 
gan to shout to him to "Look out ! Old 
Sam's coming!" Jaek hoped that Old 
Sara would not see him, but Old Sam, 
seeing the bull pawing around under 
the tree, came up to see what was the 
matter. Then, seeing poor Jack in the 
tree, he cried "Come down here, you 

young rascal, what are you doing up 
in my apple-tree?" 

"N-nothin'," said Jack, "the bull 
chased me." 

"Well what business had you in tliis 
field anyway?" said Old Sam. "You 
came to steal my apples, didn't you? I 
knoAv you! Come doAvn here. I say!" 

Poor Jaek, protesting that he was 
not trying to steal any apples, but was 
only playing Hercules, came down 
from the tree, and was promptly seized 
by Old Sam, and shaken roughly. 

But the boys on the Avail, seeing Old 
Sam ready to beat Jack Avith his stick, 
set up such a shouting that Old Sam 
turned to see Avhat the noise Avas. Jack 
saw his chance, and making a sudden 
spring, tore aAA'-ay from the old man's 
grasp, and leaving his collar bekind 
him in old Sam's hands, Avas soon safe 
OA^er the Avail, making his Avay home. 
The boys Avaiting on the Avail, in turn 
laughed and made fun of him, and con- 
gratulated him on his escape. 

And this Avas the last that Avas CA^er 
seen of John Franklin Holmes in the 
character of Hercules. 

Marjorie Otis. '28. 

The Radio Bug 

A ncAv bug (radiocular pestifer), 
radio bug, has reeently appeared in 
great numbers in the United States. It 
is at large mosth^ at night, but may 
also be found in the daytime. 

It is generally A^ery green, although 
this color does not hold good Avith them 
all. Most of them haA^e extra long an- 
tennae and seem to be able to coimmu- 
nicate with each other at great dis- 

The bug likes home, and stays for 
hours in its nest. It seems to have 
acute hearing and an uncanny knoAA-1- 



edge of what is going on at distant 
points by the use of a box-like object 
in front of it. 

It is considered harmless, but its in- 
creasing numbers ma^^ make it a peet, 
as it seems to think tbat it owns the 

Many of the bugs became greatly ex- 
cited during the recent Democratic 
Convention. They seemed to have an 
uncanny feeling that there was some- 
thing in the air. Lots of static in the 
atmosphere may rid us of many of the 
little pests. 

Ronald Emrick '27.' 

Rex, The Wanderer 

Rex was almost born traveling. His 
mother stopped one night in an old 
barn; in the morning there were four 
little puppies. 

Bes-s. his mother, was a handsome 
black and white Englis'h shepherd. His 
father was a mongrel, airedale and col- 
lie. Rex had his mother's color and 
his father's airedale head and short 
haired collie body. 

His early life Avas full of hardships. 
Two of the four puppies died beiCausie 
their mother could not find food 
enough for them to eat, while the other 
one was taken by a boy who discov- 
ered their hiding place. 

When Rex was old enough to travel 
his mother wandered on. Some peo- 
ple fed them, others stoned a.nd kicked 
them. Once some boys tied a can to 
Rex's tail; he ran until he was tired 
and when he stopped his mother 
chewed the string to get the can off. 
More than one child wished to keep 
them, but adults have no use for waifs 
so they wandered on. 

They rode with a dog-loving tourist 
as far as Yellowstone Park. Rex went 
hunting in this paradise and returned 

to find the tourist and his mother gone. 

Jones, a cowboy who was tending 
buffalo, found him and kept him. Rex 
became very useful, as his cattle dog 
instincts and Jones' teachings soon 
made him a good buffalo dog. These 
animals are tame in the Park and are 
handled much the same as cattle. 

Rex spent much of his time with a 
sickly little boy who Avas staying in 
the Park for his health. The two be- 
came fast friends and spent many hap- 
py hours together. 

September was almost gone and the 
coAvboys Avere getting ready to move 
to their Avinter quarters Avhen one day 
a buffalo went Avild. Rex and the child 
Avere plaA'ing in the sand in the open 
and the bull, seeing the Avhite blouse 
of the boy, loAvered his head, belloAved 
angrily, and charged. Jones, hearing 
the sound, spurred his horse betAveen 
the bull and child. Almost ahvays a 
buffalo Avill stop Avhen confronted with 
a horse, but not this one. Jones' 
horse AA^ent doAA'^n, badly gored. Jones 
Avas throAvn, but Avas helpless, as only 
sealed Aveapons are alloAved in YelloAv- 
stone Park. 

The bull turned again to his first ob- 
jective, but a black and Avhite fury 
gripped the tender part of his nose. 
The bull threAv his head Avildly, but 
Rex hung on regardless of the bruises 
caused by violent contact Avith the 
ground. Jones, in the meantime, liad 
taken his gun from the tent, broken 
the seal, and as a last resort, shot the 
bull. The huge beast sank to his knees 
and rolled over, dead. Rex lay still, 
his teeth fastened in the buffalo's nose. 

Jones took the little dog to camp, 
while the coAvboys eared for the fright- 
ened child and put Jones' Avounded 
horse out of pain. The eoAvboy eared 
for the little dog's broken ribs and 



washed his bruises. For two Aveeks 
Rex hovered between life and death; 
he seemed to have no desire to live 
until a black and white dog wandered 
in, touched Rex's nose and lay down. Ava'S back. 

Jones let her stay because Rex 
seemed to like her, and from them on 
Rex recovered rapidly. "Within a 

month Rex was ready to travel, but he 
looked older and limped slightly. 

A few days later Rex trotted up to 
Jones, licked his hand and trotted 
away, Jones saw the two look back 
from the hill, then turn eastAvard and 
vanish. Rex, the Wanderer, Avas on his 

R. H. Merritt, '27. 

dhcDol Note 

Sept. 7. First day of school Avith 
our, little (?) Freshmen trotting into 
Mr. Cooney's room. 

Sept. 18. Freshman Reception Avith 
"Stevie" as announcer 

Oct. 8. The first of a series of de- 

Oct. 23. Fateful Avhist party of the 
Boys' A. A. at Grange Hall. Was it 
nineteen or tAventy dozens of sand- 
Aviches for tAveWe people, Alice ! 

Oct. 29. HalloAve'en Party given by 
Junior Class. 

Nov. 13. Musicale and Dance giA'en 
by Seniors for Wasbington Trip Fund. 

Nov. 17. First basketball game of 
the season, Avith ConAvay. 

Dec. 3. Second debate. 

Dec. 22. Christmas Party, Avith usual 
mistletoe, given by Senior Class. 

Dec. 30. Alumni Basketball game 
and dance Avas the feature of the holi- 
day season. 

Jan. 26. Hi-Y Social. Our Hi-Y 
boys entertained the Northampton Hi- 
Y boys and their friends. 

Jan. 28. The third debate. 

Feb. 7. The girls played a never-to- 
be-forgotten game Avith Smith Acad- 
emy, their second game of the season. 

Feb. 18. Mr. Clough gaA'e us a A^ery 
interesting talk at Assembly — "Some- 
thing More. " 

April 1. Final debate. Hazel Hath- 
aAvay Avas adjudged Avinner of the 
Alumni prize of fiA'e dollars. 

April 8. Public Speaking Contest. 

April 9. Play — "Three Pegs" given 
by Florence M. E. Church assisted by 
Alice Nash and Hazel Hathaway. 

April 18. Seniors gaA^e an Easter 
Monday Dance. 

May 20. Junior-Senior Prom. The 
Juniors shoAved their ingenuity in mak- 
ing the programs. 

May 26. The Gleaner, our monthly 
(?) bulletin printed on the Multigraph, 
Avas completed under the supei^vision 
of Mr. Cooney with the faithful assist- 
ance of Hadley Wheeler and Mary 

Helen Merritt, '27. 





President — Robert Tetro 

Vice-President — Leslie Packard 

Secretary and Treasurer — Alice Nash 

Executive Committee 

Helen Merritt '27, Hazel HathaAvay "27. 

Walter Utley '28. 

The Debating Society held four de- 
bates during this year under the suc- 
cessful coaching of Mrs. Warner. At 
each of the first three debates, the best 
speaker was chosen by judges, Avho 
Avere not connected with the school. 
The winners of the first three debates 
with one more chosen by the Society 
took part in the final debate. A prize 
of five dollars, given by the Alumni 
Association, was awarded to the best 

Debates were held on the following 
ciuesitions : 

Resolved: That the United States 
should cancel Prance's war debt. 

Those on the affirmative were : Les- 
lie Packard. Betty Pennington, and 
Henry Drake and those on the nega- 
tive were : Robert Tetro, Myrtiee Bick- 
nell and Warren McAvoy. The winner 
of this debate Avas Robert Tetro and 
honorable mention was given Betty 
Pennington. The judges' decision Avas 
in favor of the affirmative. 

Resolved : That the Great Lakes 
waterAvay project should be carried 

Those on the affirmative Avere : Hazel 
HathaAvay, Fred DuplisscA^ and Logia 
Kmit. Those on the negatiA'c Avere : 
Helen Merritt, Hadley Wheeler, and 
Pauline Webb. Hazel HathaAvay Avon 

this time and honorable mention Avas 
given Logia Kmit. The judges' deci- 
sion Avas giA^en to the affirmative. 

Resolved: That the Protective Tariff" 
is beneficial to the United States as a 

Those on the affirmatiA'e Avere : Walt- 
er Utky, Marjorie Otis, and Lero,y 
Weeks; those on the negative Avere : 
Richard Merritt, Mary Black, and 
Evelyn Atherton. The decision Avent 
to Mary Black Avith honorable mention 
to Marjorie Otis. The judges' decision 
Avas in faA^or of the negative. 

Resolved: That the United States 
should continue to maintain the Mon- 
roe Doctrine. 

Those on the aff'irmative Avere Rob- 
ert Tetro and Logia Kmit; those on the 
negative Avere Hazel HathaAvaj^ and 
Mary Black. The Alumni Prize for this 
final debate Avas aAvarded to Hazel 
HathaAvay with honorable mention to 
Logia Kmit. 

Alice Nash "27. 


On April 8th a prize speaking con- 
test Avas held to Avhieh the public Avas 
invited. Some A^erA^ fine selections were 
given Avhich Avere a credit to the excel- 
lent training of Mr. Cooney and to the 
natural ability of the speakers. The 
prizes Avere giA'eu by the Williamsburg 
Grange. The first Avas aAvarded to jMil- 
drecl Roberge and the second to Davis 
SnoAv. The program Avas as folloAvs : 



The Barefoot Trail— Girls' Glee Club 
"Mark Antony's Oration"— 

Shakespeare^ — Fred Duplissey 

' ' Columbus ' ' — Joaciuin Miller — 

Alice Nash 

"The HighAvaynian" — Alfred Noyes — 

Mildred Roberge 

"The Yarn of the Nancy Bell'"— 
W. S. Gilbert— Davis Snow 

"The Present Crisis"— 

James Russell Lowell — - 

Hazel Hatihaway 

' ' Lhieoln ' ' — Edwin Markham — 

Mary Black 

Happy Days — Girls' Glee Club 
Comin' thro' the Rye— Girls' Glee Club 


This year the Friday morning as- 
sembly programs have included songs, 
readings, and recitations for wihieh the 
pupils have been trained by Mrs. Warn- 
er. Many fine recitations and much im- 
provement in the speaking and poise of 
the pupils has been the result. Some 
of the best programs were on days 
when sipecial features were carried out 
throughout the entire program as. 
Home; Friendship; Education; Music; 
B'rds; Flowers and Trees; Bryant; 
Kipling; Riley; Columbus; and those 
regularly observed, as Thanksgiving; 
Christmas; New Year's; Lincoln's and 
Washington's Birthdays; St. Patrick's 
Day; Patriots' Day; Memorial Day; 
and Flag Day. 

From these programs an hour's en- 
tertainment of recitations and songs 
was furnished at the Women's Club. 



Mmm iNjote 

Class of 1926 

Marguerite Fornier — Children's Nurse 

in South Hadley. 
Richard Manwell — Deerfield Academy. 
Barry Gray — Commercial College. 
Richard Bissell — At home. 
Milton Howes — At home. 
Fred Sampson — North Eastern Law 

School, Springfield, Mass. 


Robert Nash '25: Scottish Union In- 
surance Office, Hartford, Conn. 

Wilbur Purrington '25 : Haiupshire 
County Trust. Company. 

Betty Burke '25 : — Prudential Insur- 
ance Office, Northampton, Mass. 

Gertrude Dobbs '25 : Stenographer at 
Hardware Co., Williamsiburg, Mass. 

Hazel Holden '25 : At home. 

Mary Burke '24 : Teacher, Haydenville, 

Millie Dansereau '24: Teacher, Moun- 
tain St. 

Ruth Nutting '21 : Position at Colum- 
bia University. 

Richard Breckenridge '24: General 
Electric, Schenectady, New York. 


Charles Roberge '23 to 

Josephine Rhoade.s of Williamsburg 
Beatrice Miller '23 to 

Wilmer Cudworth of Cummiiigton 
Wenonaih Webb '24 to 

Allen Crandell of Ludlow, Mass. 
Ruth Atherton '25 to 

Earl Michener of Phil., Penn. 
Bessie Kempkes '26 to 

Edward Lupien of Northampton 
Anna Patterson '23 to 
Havelock Purseglove of Northampton 


Darby Cook '25, Tufts College. 
Ed Foster '25, Clark University. 

Graduates this year. 

Catherine Burke '23 from 

New Rochelle, N. Y. 
Chester Stempkowski '23 from 

C. B. A. Boston University 
Bessie O'Neil '25 from 

Westfield Normal School 
Lewis Black '23 from 

Masisachusetts Agricultural College 



This year W. H. S. started soccer 
again after missing one season. The 
team did not get started unlil the last 
game Avith Smith Academy. This 
school had one of the best soccer teams 
in tlie valley, yet they beat us by only 
two goals. 

The bah:.ketball season opened with 
much spirit and a good turnout.. Our 
first game was a failure. We lost to 
Conway 31-12 on our own floor. Per- 
haps it was good for us, at least we de- 
feated Huntington 25-18. Then we 
dropped two games, one to Smitih Acad- 
emy and to St. Michaels. We evened 
up Avith Smith Academy on our own 
floor, defeating them 23-22. Merritt 
and Grace accounted for most of the 
points, but Snow's basket and foul in 
the third quarter actually won the 

We then defeated Huntington on 
their own floor. The Alumni and Ash- 
field fell before our team. The Alumni 
played without Schuler, so they had an 
alibi, but Ashfield could not hold Good- 
win and consequently were beaten. 
Goodwin came back to get his diploma 
and incidentally to help us out. 

Our best showings were against the 
"Second Congo" of Holyoke, Clarke 
school. Alumni, and N. H. S. seconds. 

Some of our Alumni will remember 
Avhen Clarke sohool drubbed W. H. S. 
by one of the highest scores ever made 
in the valley. This year a fighting little 
Burgy team met Clarke. We lost 25-17. 

We won fi'om "Second Congo" by 
two baskets tossed by Grace in the last 
minutes of play. With the exception 
of Merritt, Burgy looked small beside 
those heavier, more experienced play- 

The N. H. S. seconds lost to us by one 
point after a hard, fast game. We 
evened up with Conway, beating them 

Then we nosed the Alumni out again, 
playing three overtime periods to do it. 
This time Schuler was with them. 

We lost decisively to St. Michael's 
and St. Brigid's, two better teams. 

Our last game was easy ; we defeated 
Ashfield 26-7. We were somewhat 
sorry for this team as they had been de- 
feated all season, but we learned that 
after borrowing our star referee, 
"Eed" Day, they won a game. 

Our second team was good as usual, 
losing only 4 games. We hope that the 
second team stars, Jim. Coogan, diet 
Golash, and Pat Merritt will fill part 
of the gap made by the graduation of 



L. Coogan, Dupllssey, Emrick, Goodwin 
R. H. Merritt, Packard and Tetro. 

All together this year's team won 
eleven and lost eight games, and with 
Captain-elect Grace to lead the team 
we expec-t as good or better results 
next year. 

The girls tackled basket ball this 
year, playing seven games in all. Their 
material was inexperienced, but tihe 
spirit was good. They won two games 
from Cummington, losing to Hatfield, 
Ashfield, and the Alumnae. We hope 
that they will continue next year and 
expect them to have better luck be- 
cause graduation takes only two re- 
gulars, Helen Merritt and Alice Nash, 
leaving Captain Webb and many other 
promising players to carry on the good 

W. H. S. joined the Deertield Valley 
Baseball League this year and so far 
we have won but two games out of 

eight, but we hope to capture a few 
more as we have six to play. 

The School Committee and the Alum- 
ni deserve thanks for their much 
needed contributions. The School Com- i 
mittee gave us $100 for equipment and 
the Alumni their usual cheek with no 
specification as to its use. 

The basketball team saved the A. A. 
about $60 by turning in their suits for 
the first time in Burgy's history. So 
with very little equipment to buy next 
year we hope that the A. A. will be 
able to save a little money instead of 
just breaking even. 

We Seniors hope that we can look 
back at Alumni and say, "Burgy High 
has the same spirit and fight that she 
had whem we were in school." Further- 
more we believe we will be able to 
do so. 

Richard Merritt, '27 





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Mr. Cooney : Who was Beelzebub % 
Does anyone know? 

No response from Junior class. Mr. 
C: Beelzebub was the Prince of Devils. 
I'm glad no one knew anything about 

Heard the night of the public speak- 
ing contest: 

Doe: What are the prizes to be? 
B. Tetro : $2 and $3. 
Doc: Are they in gold? 

Mr. Turner: AVe don't use Lignite as 
there is 70% waste in it. 

Weeks: There's 70% waste in most 
of the hard coal we get here. 

Mrs. Warner: What does transitive 

P. Webb : It means — oh, — something 

Mr. Cooney, explaining to the school : 
This paper will cost a nickel, that is 
to say five cents. 

Silence ! 

Mr. Turner: But suppose I gave you 

Miss D. : What gender is Caesar? 
Barrus : Neuter. 

Bang ! 

The Juniors and Seniors were 
assembled to elect some one to collect 
jokes for the Tattler. 

Two people had been nominated, and 
Packard, the moderator, after writing 
the names on the blackboard turned 
and faced the gathering and with a 
calm collected voice said, "Are there 
any more jokes?" 

Mrs. W. : What is a boor? 
W. W. : A wild pig. 

"Did you hear about the crime in 
W. H. S.?" 

"No, what was it?" 

"The H. S. chorus murdered Kip- 
ling's 'Recessional' several times." 

One day in Chem. class Mr. Turner 
said that plants absorbed the carbon 
dioxide in the air. 

Duplissey was quieit several minutes 
and then asked. "What happens to that 
carbon dioxide in the winter when the 
plants are dead?" 



One day during music the boys were 
making more or less disturbance. Mrs. 
LeDue told them not to make another 
sound. xVfter a period of silence which 
lasted for several minutes s'he asked 
why they were not singing, and Duplis- 
say answered, "You told us not to 
make any more noise. ' ' 

Mr. Turner: I suppose you'd think 
I was a fabricator if I told you that 
you Aveire made up of Chemical com- 

Hazel H. : Well, we're all made, so 
why worry about it? 

Some one on the baseball team re- 
minds us of the "Ancient Mariner'' — 
he stoppeth one of three. 

Mr. Turner started to ring the bells 
and knocked over the globe. Leslie 
Packard immediately shouted^ "There 

goes the world." 

L. Coogan: We've just been up in 
the pullman. 

Hazel Hathaway: Where's that, 

Can anyone tell? 

Where Walter Utley finds all the A's 

that are spattered over his report card? 

If certain Freshmen own the world? 

The New Multigraph 

Wheeler : Can you read it ? 
Utley: Yes, what does it say? 

A typographical error : The Public 
Squeaking Contest! 

Doe : How 's the dome lighted ? 

Emriek: Oh, Coolidge stands up 
there with a flashlight. 

When the Seniors went to Washing- 
ton two of the little girls went for their 

first ride on a "choo-choo." 
In France? 

Mrs. W.: "Plus d'un" not "plus 

M. Black: Why not? 
Mrs. W. : Plus que is used like : 
"Quatre est plus que six." 
(four is more than six.) 

Emriek, seeing sardine-can in the 
road: "Well, fishing season must be on 
here, too." 

Mr. Turner lost six teeth the other 
night and wasn't even in the scrap. 
(Someone borrowed his comb.) 

Bedtime Stories 

This is an Editor, dear children, who 
is wild-eyed and is raging fiercely. 
Watch him tear out his hair. Pretty 
sioon he will be bald, will he not? Any 
way he is all balled up already. What 
is the Editor trying to do? We do not 
know, so let us watch him. See, he 
puts thoughts on paper, and then puts 
both thoughts and paper in the waste- 
basket. HoAV wasteful of the Editor! 
When he finishes his work, what will 
he do? He will engage a room at the 
Lunatic Asylum and his brain-matter 
will have a chance to recuperate. Then 
he will become an Editor again and 
will do the same things over. 

And the moral of that is, dear chil- 
dren: "Never be an Editor." 

Gwan to bed. 

Autobiography of a baseball bat 

Merritt and Emriek bought me in 
Washington, took me on a tour down 
an alley one night to help them get 18 
bananas for $.25, brought me home 
very carefully and then allowed me to 
sustain a cruel fracture in one of the 
big games. 

The "E & J" Cigar Co. 


'*E. & J's" and Fenbros 


23 Main St. 

Northampton, Mass. 

Tel. 815-M 



Kickermick Undlerwear 

The Kind That Fits 
118 Main Street 




Baseball and Tennis Goods 

Spalding & Draper — Maynard 







Interior and Exterior Finish 




Burke & Burdeau 






Automobiles and Real Estate 





Phone 55-5 


Kane cS: Connor 


139 Main St. 



A. J. Polmatier & Son 


.Telephone 68-3 



Compliments of 




Williamsburg Garage 


For Economy Buy a Chevrolet 
Williamsburg, Mass. 

Charles A. Bisbee 
Tel. Chesterfield 4-2 

Homer R. Bisbee 
Tel. Chesterfield 4-3 


Dealers in all kinds of 



Bird & Sons, Roofing Papers 
International Harvester Co. McCormick Line Harvester Machinery 


The Chieopee Line of Agricultural Tools Oliver Plows and Cultivators 

A specialty of High Grade Grass Seed 

Get our prices on anything you need before ordering elsewhere 

Storehcujies at Williamsburg- and Bisbees, Mass. 
Tel. Williamsburg- 60 Williamsburg, Mass., R. F. D. 1 

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The full flush of the earning power of a man is between the lusty years 
of twenty-five and fifty. During that period the average man earns more than 
he requires for necessities, and perhaps a few luxuries. While the reward of 
his labor is greater than his needs, he must conserve some of that earning 
power for a future need. 

He must pile up that surplus labor, expressed in terms of money, to a 
point where the money will work for him, when his arm loses its strength, his 
mind its cunning, and he is placed on the top shelf in the store of business, 
labeled "too old." 

Haydenville Savings Bank 



Trunks, Bags, and Leather Goods 
Mittens & Gloves 

Twenty-three years 021 Main Street. 

now in Odd Fellows Building 

28 Center Street 



E. J. Gare & Son 


See us about Class Pins 
112 Main Street 



If you are planning your future, open a savings account in this Mutual 
Savings Bank where deposits begin to draw interest monthly. Investigate 
Savings Bank Life Insuramce. Low cost. High return. Give us the oppor- 
tunity to explain it to you. 

Northampton Institution for Savings 

Incorporated 1842 






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Steak and Chicken Dinners 
Banquets a Specialty 

Tea Room for Lunches 


A Good Place to Eat or Sleep 

Harry T. Drake, Prop. 

Telephone 8029 

Williamsburg, Mass. 

John H. Graham 


Telephone Connection 
Williamsburg, Mass. 

Hillcrest Farm 

Mrs. Clayton Rhoades 


Bred to win, lay and pay 




Suits Made to Order 

We do first class steam and dry cleaning. 

Pressing and Repairing Our Specialty 




Williamsburg, Mass. 

Tel. 15 

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24 Hour Service 

Haydenville Dairy 


Haydenville, Mass. 



Franklin King, Jr. 

Successor to W. M. Purrington 

Main St., Haydenville— Tel. 54-4 

Any information about your present insurance policies will be given gladly. 


E. H. Blake 



Pierce's Paint Store 



186 Main St.— Tel. 1207 



Chilson s Auto Top Shop 

Automobile Trimming, 
Furniture Upholstering 

We make automobile tops, era-tains, 
slip covers, body linings and cush- 
ions. We specialize on windshield 
and door gla&s, automobile carpets 
and linoleums. Prompt service on 
all work. Drive right in — Our Shop 
holds 12 cars. 
Phone 1822 34 Center St. 



T. P. 


Phone 8028 2 



Paul Touchette 

Ladies' Shampoo and Massage 

a Specialty 


Compliments of 

C. H. Wheeler, M.D. 




The Haydenville Button Co. 



Local and Long Distance Moiling 

Goshen.- /)i4 /L F EXPRERS- Northampton 


P. J, Murphy 



Haydenville, Mass. 

Tel. 113-4 

J. G. Hayes, M.I X 








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of work upon growing eyes which 
puts a strain upon those with defec- 
tive vision. Latent defects in the 
eyes of children should be carefully 
looked after. 

A little foresight now may keep 
them from Avearing glasses later and 
will help them in their studies. 

Let us examine their eyes 


201 Main St. 

Tel. 184-W 

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Bray's Restaurant 


Home Made Pastry, Quality Do-Nuts 

135 Main St. 
Florence, Mass. 

Compliments of 


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Goshen, Mass. 

FRUITS, Vegetables, TOBACCO 
E. R. Sylvefeter 


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Representing Metropolitan Life Ins., Co. 

Williamsburg, Mass. 
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The Packard Six 5 passenger Sedan now costs but $2431.00 
fully equipped, delivered in Northampton 

50, 60, and 
Imperial 80 


Model numbers 
mean miles per hr. 

27th PLACE IN 1924 

4th PLACE IN 1927 


137 King Street 


Service & Parts 863 
Sales Room 2464 

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''The Ledges" 

Berl^shire Trail 

Fresh Milk and Cream 

Delivered Daily 

Quick Lunches. Free Canipiuo' 


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Maple Crest Stock Farm 



Swine — Milk — and Hot-house Lambs 

Williamsburg, Mass. 


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'The School of Thoroughness' 
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Maple Syrup, $2 pcir g-al. 

Only a few gallons left 


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